The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 601 - 83: Parent-Child Donburi Development

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Thessaly Defense Line, inside the central tent of the military camp.

Luo En sat at his desk, dealing with the mountain of documents piled upon it, while sheets of parchment flew in front of him like snowflakes.

Soldiers, heroes, and deities from various city-states entered and exited the tent in order, each reporting on their work.

"Lady Athena is currently organizing scholars from the Academy of Athens to model and reinforce the main structure of the coastal wall along the Peloponnese coastline," reported one.

"The beast nests in the mountains of Arcadia have been cleared, and the number of Magic Beasts has dropped to normal levels. Lady Artemis is now leading her Battle Nymphs towards the Thessaly Mountains."

"The Forge Furnaces on Sicily are operating at full capacity. Provided the materials are sufficient, Lord Hephaestus and his subordinate craftsmen can guarantee to provide over three hundred suits of standard Armor and weapons for outfitting every day."

"Various types of Magic Potions, supplements, and Magic scrolls from War God Mountain are being produced in increasing quantities, supervised by the Memory Goddess Mnemosyne."

"Alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector and scholars from the Academy of Athens are analyzing and replicating the magical guidance technology of the Kingdom of Atlantis. Some of the latest research achievements can be delivered to the front line in three days..."

While processing the war preparedness reports from various regions, Luo En, seated at the desk, combined information from the documents, constantly filtering intelligence and integrating information in his mind, posing questions when appropriate.

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"What about the military forces? What is the situation in different places?"

"Arcadia has sent a thousand Divine Archers..."

"Sparta has dispatched three hundred of the Divine Blood Guard..."

"Two hundred alchemists from the Hermes Trismegistus Sector are still on their way..."

"Five hundred Spellcasters from the Dionysian Sect and the Cult of Erebus are already in position..."

Messengers continued to provide responses, and the last to enter, little Medea, detailed the situation in Athens.

"As you instructed, Master Ma, the Medical God Asclepius, along with the medical team organized by my aunt, are intensifying their training. Two hundred Pegasus Knights, serving as messengers, are on standby at all times. The missing Potion ingredients are being handled by the Mother of Serpents, The Three Graces, who have already gathered a considerable amount from the marshes near Arima Cave, which should alleviate the urgent need..."

Luo En’s tense heartstrings slightly relaxed as he saw each planned arrangement systematically falling into place, then promptly issued directives for different documents and requests.

"There’s been a small-scale Beast Tide in Thebes. Isn’t Ladon idle? Have her take The Nine Muses with her and clear out those nuisances."

"Okay, we’ll get right on it!"

Stheno and Euryale, unable to stand the serious atmosphere in the tent, immediately snatched the task and ran out as if fleeing for their lives.

"Recent guests have come from across the sea and will land in Thessaly. Hebei, you are in charge of the reception."

"No problem!"

The Goddess of Youth, usually responsible for hosting guests, happily took the command, left the tent, and went to prepare for the reception.

"Cainis, Centaur Tribes are causing trouble again on the eastern and northern mountain paths. Pick three hundred men and pacify them!"

"I guarantee I’ll smash their brains out!"

The first beauty of Thessaly snapped her knuckles with a vindictive smile, eager to leave the tent and rally the troops with her orders.

She had an old score to settle with the Centaur tribes, especially since she almost died at their hands last time.

Eager for the chance to use Thessaly’s military force to cull those blundering beasts, Cainis was full of enthusiasm.

"Atalanta, you and Hippolyta, with some Amazon Warriors, set up visible and hidden outposts at nearby seaports and mountain tops. Keep a close watch on activities at sea and in the mountains, and report to me immediately if anything arises!"

"Understood!"

"Helen, go find Apollo and ask how many Griffin Knights he can spare. Thessaly’s aerial defenses are too weak. I need more air combat units, as many as possible!"

"At your command, sir."

With the Shepherd of the Temporal World, Luo En, managing affairs, tasks were carried out methodically.

Thessaly operated like a finely tuned machine, with succinct and efficient movements; every figure that came and went from the tent was like a tightly meshed gear, each playing their part with precision.

And Luo En, firmly seated in the tent, was the core engine pulling this machine towards war.

As issues from the front and rear were resolved one by one, the number of people entering and leaving the tent began to dwindle.

Correspondingly, the evening arrived.

Outside the tent, voices ceased, and all was silent.

Hera and "Athena" tiptoed into the tent quietly, carrying food boxes, and looked abstractedly at Luo En, who was alternately frowning in thought and flipping through the parchments.

"Are you here?"

It wasn’t until Luo En looked up and asked that the two goddesses snapped out of their daze, a slight blush creeping onto their cheeks.

One had to admit, a man absorbed in his work is most charismatic, like a striking scene.

"Are you hungry?"

"Eat while it’s warm..."

Hera and "Athena" took out the dishes and drinks from the food boxes and placed them on the table, offering comfort for a day’s hard work to the Alliance’s commander.

Luo En set aside the parchment dealing with weapons and armor supply replenishment, approved it, and then put down his work, sampling a few bites of the food and drink.

At this time, Hera and "Athena" took the opportunity to tiptoe forward, one massaging his arms and shoulders, the other placing her hands on his temples, gently kneading.

The soft and delicate touch, along with the fragrance that lingered in his nostrils, made Luo En feel as if he were in a bed of flowers, dispelling the fatigue accumulated during the day.